Chapter 127 – Why Do the Ten Holes in the Sky Seem to Have Gotten Bigger?

“It seems Zixuan must have slipped up somehow.”

On the way home, Qin Yang listened to Li Qinghe’s subtle probing and gradually began to understand her motives.

No wonder she had been acting unusually today, suddenly trying to curry favor with him.

Her true intentions lay elsewhere.

Her focus was entirely on this “supposed” grandmaster!

“She probably figured it out from Li Zixuan.”

Qin Yang glanced at Li Qinghe, casually deflecting her questions without any intention of exposing her little scheme.

After all, the only person connected to him was Li Zixuan.

As her cousin, Li Qinghe could only deduce things about him through that connection.

However.

Qin Yang didn’t suspect that Li Zixuan would betray him.

“That girl’s character is quite easy to read.”

Though she appeared cold on the outside but was simple-minded inside, she took his instructions seriously and would never reveal too much information.

In contrast, Li Qinghe’s personality was relatively more eccentric and perceptive about certain matters.

“Zixuan must have been careless and let her notice something.”

Thinking this, Qin Yang yawned and continued walking nonchalantly. He stopped by the roadside to buy a tanghulu, planning to enjoy a snack.

“Master, let me pay!”

Seeing this, Li Qinghe quickly stepped forward, cutting in front of him to pay.

After paying, the two continued hurrying along the street and soon stopped at a traffic light.

“Master, you still haven’t answered me—where is our grandmaster?”

Li Qinghe asked quietly, “I’d also like to meet him as soon as possible.”

“Your grandmaster isn’t in Jianghai.”

Qin Yang plucked a tanghulu from the stick and tossed it to Xiaobai behind him, leisurely saying, “He has some urgent matters to attend to and isn’t in Jianghai for now.”

“Grandmaster isn’t here?!”

Hearing this.

Li Qinghe’s face fell, and her spirits instantly deflated.

She had spent the whole day trying so hard to please Qin Yang, all for the chance to meet the Jianghai Sword God.

But now.

The Jianghai Sword God wasn’t even in Jianghai…

Had all her efforts been for nothing?!

“No! I must get some other useful information!”

With this thought, Li Qinghe looked at Qin Yang and asked softly, “Then did Grandmaster mention when he might return?”

“Return?”

Qin Yang chewed on the sweet tanghulu, mumbling vaguely as he continued to bluff, “The old man didn’t say when he’d be back… Are you in a hurry, disciple? If it’s urgent, you can tell me first. I’ll pass it on to him later.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Qinghe’s expression.

He immediately noticed a hint of hesitation.

“Tell you, Master?”

Li Qinghe hesitated inwardly, glancing at Qin Yang, who was munching on the tanghulu.

Tell Qin Yang?

So he could relay it to the Jianghai Sword God?

No, absolutely not!

If she told him, she would lose the upper hand.

Her alternative plan to become a disciple would surely fall through.

“I must find a way to bypass Qin Yang.”

With this thought.

Li Qinghe took out her phone, flipped through the calendar, and showed it to Qin Yang, saying:

“Master, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in two days. When do you think you’ll have time to contact Grandmaster and ask him to return? I’d like to express my regards to him in person.””Speaking, she pointed at Qin Yang’s pocket and said, ‘That way, it’ll be more convenient for me to send a small gift to Grandmaster and show some filial respect.’

‘Heh, you’re thoughtful, my disciple, but I’m not certain either.’

Qin Yang spoke slowly, watching her little expression and couldn’t help but roll his eyes inwardly.

Looking at this.

This girl must be hiding something from me.

You won’t say it, huh?

Then I won’t rush either.

I’ll just wait for you to say it yourself!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang said leisurely, ‘How about this, disciple? Whatever gift you want to send, just leave it with me for now. If you have something to say, you can speak directly.

When the time comes, I’ll pass it on to your Grandmaster for you.’

‘…’

After he finished speaking.

Li Qinghe was speechless, stunned in place, feeling somewhat exasperated.

After all that beating around the bush, she ended up being rejected again by that Qin fellow.

This guy really is impervious to reason!

‘Forget it, it seems I can only wait until after Mid-Autumn Festival to find time to ask again.’

Li Qinghe sighed, nodding helplessly at Qin Yang.

‘I understand, then… then I’ll trouble you, Master. I’ll talk to Grandmaster when the time comes.’

‘Alright, no problem!’

……

……

Two days later.

Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.

The bright moon rose high, like a silver plate hanging in the night sky, the stars dimmed, light clouds drifted ethereally, and the city lights were bathed in the soft moonlight.

‘Hey? Old Qin, did you receive the mooncakes I sent you?’

On the rooftop of the residential complex, Qin Yang leaned back in a folding lounge chair, admiring the moonlight, holding his phone to his ear.

Xia He’s voice came intermittently from the receiver.

‘Received them, and it’s quite a big box too.’

‘Ah, it’s from the Police Inspector. I have more than I can eat, so I gave them to you. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I’m still working overtime right now.’

‘Alright, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Take care of yourself.’

After chatting for a while, they hung up. Qin Yang lay on the folding chair, slightly tipsy from osmanthus wine in his cup, while Xiaobai used a plastic fork beside him to pick up a piece of mooncake and put it in her mouth.

‘Yay, it’s egg yolk filling, Master!’

Xiaobai licked the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, raising her short little hands happily, saying, ‘This is the first Mid-Autumn Festival I’m spending with Master!’

‘First Mid-Autumn Festival…’

Hearing this, Qin Yang looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes filled with nostalgic melancholy.

Counting the time.

It’s been almost a year since I came to this world.

In my previous life, I was mediocre, just scrolling through short videos, living a quiet corporate drone life.

But after transmigrating, I’m still living a similar life. It seems unchanged, yet many things have changed.

Just then.

Ding!

A message notification suddenly came from his phone.

Qin Yang picked up his phone and saw it was a text from Li Zixuan.

[Senior Brother, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! Did you receive the gift box Shimei sent?]

[Received it. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you too, Shimei!]

[Mhm, then Shimei won’t disturb Senior Brother anymore. Happy holidays!]

After this brief exchange.

Boom boom!

Fireworks soared in the distance, bursting into brilliant displays at the city’s edge. Xiaobai excitedly ran to the railing, wagging her tail and howling happily.

‘On festive occasions more than ever, we think of our dear ones far away,’

Qin Yang put down his phone, resting his head on his arms as he gazed at the sky, leisurely admiring the bright moon.

Just then.

His gaze fell upon the ten holes in the sky, and he suddenly noticed something unusual.A pitch-black void occupied the night sky, devouring passing starlight, as unfathomable as a Black Hole.

People had long grown accustomed to the phenomenon of the ten voids.

However…

Qin Yang compared his memories, feeling that these ten voids seemed to have grown…

larger than they were a year ago?

(End of Chapter)